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You're Toxic (And You Have Been For Five Years Now)

Description: Phil tries to get Dan to celebrate the five year anniversary of his Toxic video with him, but Dan is a little uncomfortable watching it.

Warnings: None for once. It’s not even sad. It’s just kinda fluffy and cute. Also it’s pretty short, so it only takes a few minutes to read. Woo.

   Dan opened his eyes and groaned. It was already bright outside, and he was sure he’d slept in for far too long. He reached beside him and was relieved when his laptop was reachable. He pulled it up in front of him and logged on. It was a Friday, anyway. He didn’t have anything to do. He opened tumblr automatically, but before he could see anything, he heard a short cheer from Phil’s room. Dan rolled his eyes and figured he was making a video. He turned his attention back to his computer screen and started scrolling. He sighed. Why was his dash dead all the time? He made it down further before seeing something that just might’ve explained the cheer. It was 6 gifs of Phil, and it was captioned “Happy five years of Toxic!” Dan’s heart jumped as he remembered the video. That had come out before he and Phil had actually met, and Dan remembered fangirling like crazy. Dan knew the whole fanbase would go insane if he reblogged it, so he continued scrolling. No one needed to know that he followed some phandom blogs, anyway. It’s not like he did it for the drawings or the fics or anything creepy. He just liked seeing people be interested in what he did. He liked seeing the cool edits and the nice posts and all the people calling him attractive. It made him feel good about himself. But he saw the stupid post about 5 times, and he had to actually pull his hand away from the touchpad to keep from clicking reblog. Luckily, Phil came in with a wide smile on his face and distracted him.

   “Dan! Do you know what today is?” Dan bit his lip to keep from saying ‘Yes, I do!’ and instead he replied, “Uh, it’s Friday?” Phil shook his head. “No, it’s the five year anniversary of my Toxic video! You of all people should know that, Dan!” Dan pretended to be remembering something, and he almost laughed at how stupidly obvious it must have been that he already knew. “Oh. I remember that video. That’s cool. I can’t wait until my first video gets to the 5 year mark later this year.” Phil shook his head. “It’s not just cool, it’s fantastic! And we need to celebrate!” Phil shoved Dan closer to the side of his bed and laid beside him. He then took the laptop from him. “Phil, what are you doing?” Dan asked, his throat a little tight. “I’m not wearing clothes, you can’t just waltz in and crawl in my bed. I’m practically naked!” Phil glanced over and shrugged. “You’re under the blanket. It’s fine.” Dan peeked over Phil’s shoulder and his jaw dropped a little when he saw what Phil was searching. “Uh, Phil, let’s not watch this,” he said, actually panicking a little. Phil must’ve heard it in his voice because he turned away from the screen. “Why? Do you not like my video?” Dan shook his head, and he was certain his face was red. “No, it’s just.. It’s odd for me to see you when you were my age. I don’t know.” Phil laughed at that. “Dan, you saw me all the time when I was that age.”

   “Yeah, but.. Well now it’s weird.. Or just.. I don’t know.” Phil raised an eyebrow and clicked on the video. Dan frowned and shifted away from Phil, trying not to focus on the all-too familiar chords as A Static Lullaby’s version of Toxic began. But his eyes were drawn back to the screen as 23 year old Phil began to lip sync. “Baby can’t you see.. I’m callin’…” Dan glanced over to see Phil smiling like an idiot and mouthing the words, which he surprisingly still knew. He turned away as a shirtless Phil came on screen, because.. Fuck, he was enjoying it. He was enjoying it a little too much. Phil paused it and looked at Dan. “Dan, why is it that you won’t watch this?” Dan felt the blush creep back up his neck and to his cheeks. “I.. Well, it’s embarrassing.” Phil cocked his head to the side. “What, you’re suffering second-hand embarrassment from a video I made all the way back in 2009?” Dan shook his head and looked down. “Um, no. It’s not the video itself, it’s uh.. It’s what..” Phil looked a little concerned. “‘It’s what’ what?” he urged.

   “It’s um.. It’s what the video caused me to do.” Phil’s face reddened. “Oh. Oh.” He put a hand over his face. “Dan, are you saying you.. Did you.. You know..” Phil made a motion with his hand. Dan nodded, wishing he could disappear. God, it was so fucking embarrassing to be telling Phil that he jerked off to a video of him singing. And that embarrassment was made even worse when Phil laughed. He moved the hand away from his mouth and slammed his face into the bed, cracking up. “What’s so funny?” Dan asked, feeling very flustered. Phil sat up with tears of laughter in his eyes. “Oh my god, Dan, you total idiot. Why should that embarrass you??” Dan scrunched his face up. “Well, it’s weird. I mean, that’s a weird thing to do!” Phil laughed again, it echoing through the room. “Dan, I’ve seen you do plenty worse than that! I mean, I saw you do worse than that a week ago! And that time, I was in the same room!” Dan crossed his arms. “Well.. That doesn’t make it any less weird.” Phil put his hand on Dan’s shoulder. “That’s not weird, Dan. We’ve been dating since even before, this came out. But if you’d wanted me to be shirtless, you could’ve just asked me. I would’ve done it for you.” Dan sighed. “I guess, but you and I both know you took a lot more than just your shirt off for me.” Phil glanced back to the screen and quickly clicked over to Dan’s tumblr, smiling when he saw all the phan posts. He pointed to one. “And apparently, so do our fans.” Dan pulled his lips into a tight line. “Shut up,” he laughed, reading the post. “Happy 5 year anniversery of Dan mastubating to Phil’s Toxic video!” Phil ran a hand through Dan’s curly hair. “Actually, they knew even better than me.” Dan shoved him a little and Phil played the video again.

   “With the taste of your lips I’m on a ride…” Dan turned away from the screen. Who needed it? He had the real thing right next to him. Dan giggled as Phil sang with his past self. “You really aretoxic, Philip Lester,” he said, kissing his cheek. Phil smiled. “And you love it.”